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Lyrics
Krispy Kreme (I'm White and Pasty)
glass half empty half full of piss
this is the time that i diss
you remind me of this itch that i have on my rectum
with no exceptions you the excremint infection
so learn your lesson like an after school special session
your gay priest confession brings blessings
so learn your lesson
you ambiguous like the gay duo keep you guessin
wack country western
your tight pants ranch dressing is disgusting
i'm white and pasty (the hole in the doughnut)
straight from the bakery (cmere bitch i got sprinkles)
so fresh and tasty (i'm gonna glaze you)
call me the krispy kreme pastry
you past your expiration date and flakey
played yo bitch like she was hanky panky
you should thank me
ungh
actually she's like mcdonalds
5 bill served factually
i'm the fur burger king hey
still approved by the fda
choice cuts prime rhymes on yo plate
you try to cut it, your first mistake
too thick for you to swallow
too hard for you to follow
you wanna keep it on the downlow?
mistake 2, one more and you're out
i flow like guiness bitter and stout
my style is super long and wordy
and sometimes i use a word that could be considerably dirty
don't look at me like i got a disease, that's strike three
bitch get on ya knees
for these, any last words please?
deez nuts are like mr peanut, top hat pimp cane when i bust oxidate your oxy pads turn your zits to rust
what?
aw yeah its that cool cucumber crunch
kyle brady of the bunch
throwing pig skins straight in your you know what
so pack ya lunch
i got a hunch that your teeth look like tree stumps
i lunge into the iraqi bunker stark naked
i seen you on the intel commercial don't fake it
nigga you manute bull blue
and i'm on a mission looking for shrubbery, foo'
i write songs i'm like monte python
in search of this holy i mean hole of shit
so take this
as i beat you down with a fuckin herring fish
on a platter not a serving dish
you outta place a big disgrace
i wish you would fall off the side of your mom
and jiggle her fat rolls like a cherry bomb
calm, very calm, so mellow and smoove
smoother than the lube all over this ice cube
knife in your boob pop the fuck out like an inner tube
your into doods and i'm into food
i weigh 790 pounds but that's before i pooped
it's more like 789
heaven thunders when i rhyme
hanging the fuck up on your goddamn dime
you remind me of the time i blinded steve wonder
you just shit yourself
i suggest you check your underwear
your out of clean laundry and nobody cares
shut up kid, and eat your veggies
i'm all up in your ass like a dozen wedgies
this knife is edgy, i'm attacking, not defending
i touch my temples for the mind bending
i'm sending that ass to the blending
heres some socks for the mending
your time here is ending
so i'm out